I think it’s all handled, at least as far as I will be needed. “The Management,” as opposed to the desk clerk, won’t be in until Tuesday, and they’ll let Sally know when she needs to sign off on her having vacated the place. She and Josh both need to sign, but the clerk didn’t think it needed to be done at the same time.
And they’re not going to charge a fee, because they’re trying to clear tenants out so they can rehab the units and raise the rent.
That sounds like it’s a done deal, then. It’s good that they don’t have to be together to sign off on it.
It would seem greed is the bottom line, these days!
I’m waiting for Jake, now, and maybe Sharon. She said she’d come by today, but we’ll see. I packed a few more boxes but just took the next dose of morphine and will sit quietly until it starts to work.
Kevin sent me a text saying he was in Houston, and I think he has about an hour there. Not long, anyway.
So things are moving right along!
Crikey. I still have to pack my suitcase! GAH!!
I’m “watching” “The Mummy” but only for sound. Maybe I’ll watch PBS, instead.